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Happy Thanksgiving!

I grew up with Wist and Cribbage. Relatively speaking, Pinochle is a bizarre and byzantine game.

It is also the preferred game of my wife’s family. That means I play it once or twice a year during those feast days we spend in Minot. I feel a fool every time I do.

Oh, well, at least this year I won all the game I played. After 10 years of practice, I’m getting better!